Crappy Birthday Junk
Means crappy sleep.
M*A*S*H
Marathon
I made this.
Cat wants it.
Microwave splatters
So Moby Dick
The writing.
It’s so profound.
War and Food-
Everything is not what I thought it was.
Everything.
Medicine. Nursing.
I’m sure I’ll be over it soon.
I has a sad.
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